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The factory manager's meaning is very simple, he wants this machine.

Comber!

His dream all along!

Who doesn't want to make money? Who doesn't want to develop? Who doesn't want the factory to get better?

Everyone knows that Mao Ni makes money, but the question is how to make this money?

Good machines are first supplied to big factories, and they have sufficient funds. If a machine is purchased, it will be replaced when it is replaced. Many of the existing machines in their factory are still discarded by others.

There is only one comber, he has applied for it several times, but he can't get the goods.

At present, the production volume of various types of machines in China has not yet come up. His factory is too small and has no competitiveness at all.

the most important is.

too expensive.

The factory manager smoked two cigarettes fiercely and made up his mind: "Director Lu, I understand what you mean, let's sign a contract, okay, let me put this machine here, I will give it to you, eh, keep it safe , don't worry, I'll have someone oil it every three days and maintain it once a week!"

Afraid of Lu Huai'an's rejection, he gritted his teeth: "I'll pay you a deposit. If your machine fails or breaks due to our fault, I'll pay you back!"

This is not a comber, this is the future of his factory.

With this comber, he can make woolen fabrics, finer and more delicate fabrics.

Noah can go as far as he can go.

As for Huaiyang?

Lu Huai'an only said that Huaiyang was not allowed to provide wool fabrics. If other fabrics were produced, they were better than other textile factories. Wouldn't Huaiyang still ask for them?

"Of course!" The factory manager lit a cigarette for Lu Huaian and said with a smile, "I understand that if this machine is given to other manufacturers, the conditions may be better than mine, but I really hope that you, Director Lu, will consider it. Take my word for it, I am very sincere in doing business!"

Lu Huai'an did not agree immediately, but lowered his eyes and thought for a moment.

When he was thinking about things, the manager of the textile factory didn't even want to smoke a cigarette, and stared at him intently.

Lu Huai'an raised his head and smiled: "I must believe you, otherwise I wouldn't have come to your side first."

Sure enough, he thought about giving it to other manufacturers.

Just come first, not directly to their factory.

Afraid that he would regret it temporarily, the factory manager rode a bicycle himself and called the workshop director to follow him to Lankeng Village.

They were mentally prepared before they came.

The name of Lankeng Village is ringing for miles around.

Because its road is really, really bad!

And he was so poor that he even rented a house.

In the end, I didn't expect it. Come and take a look, ho, this road is new.

It's wider than the road in their factory that has been repaired many times. It's too embarrassing to call it a rotten village?

What about the pit? Where is it rotten?

The factory manager looked at Lu Huaian with a smile: "Director Lu, your road is well done!"

"Haha, it's all thanks to the villagers."

"Humble! This is definitely humility!"

They touted each other, and when they got to the door, the factory manager was still pondering, is there room for a comber in this bungalow?

It can't work even if you let it go.

In the end, after drinking a cup of tea, Lu Huai'an took him to the backyard.

"Truck!"

The factory manager couldn't even speak clearly. He pointed at the truck for a while, but couldn't come back to his senses: "This, this, Director Lu, is this yours too?"

"Oh no." Lu Huai'an smiled and pointed to the car: "I brought the machine here."

That's fine, that's fine.

No, this is amazing!

The factory manager followed and climbed into the car. The workshop manager had already lifted the tarpaulin and looked inside.

"My mother-in-law!"

At this time, the sun was already old, and the two of them were tireless in the scorching sun, and they looked left and right above.

Lu Huai'an shouted several times, but no one turned around.

"Forget it, let them be beautiful first." Lu Huai'an shook his head and asked Gong Hao and the others to go in: "It's so hot, is there any watermelon?"

watermelon! That's expensive.

Shen Ruyun brought a cup of sweet wine to make eggs: "Drink this, it's not hot, it's warm."

On this hot day, I really should eat some ice.

But it's still delicious to make eggs with sweet wine!

After drinking the sweet wine and making the eggs, the two factory directors climbed out of the car.

"Ah, this." The factory manager rubbed his cheeks with a sour smile and tried to tighten his expression: "Director Lu, this, after our inspection, the machine should be fine, we will go back to the factory to sign the contract. Bar?"

"No rush, no rush." ​​Lu Huai'an greeted him to come in, drink sweet wine and make eggs, and stay for a meal.

After a meal, the basic content has been finalized.

In the evening, there were few cars, so the machine was sent over.

The factory manager raised money in the afternoon, and he kept his word. As soon as Lu Huaian and the others went over, they signed a contract and gave a deposit.

As soon as the money arrived, Lu Huaian was relieved.

It's been really tense these days, and I dare not miss every detail.

I almost emptied my family, and I really didn't dare to enter the goods without any money.

After returning, Lu Huaian also explained to Gong Hao about the money.

Pay the salary first, others who want to receive the money can take it directly, keep an account, and deduct it from it when the money is distributed at the end of the year.

Gong Hao agreed one by one, and it was done beautifully.

It just so happened that Cui Er and the others came back after delivering the food. When they stopped the tractor, they had a confrontation.

At first sight of them, Cui Er was a little embarrassed, and snorted from his nose: "Brother Lu... I'm back."

Lu Huai'an greeted the three of them with a smile, and said a few greetings.

When they left, Sun Hua rolled his eyes: "Brother Lu, you should pay attention to what they do, a bunch of idiots."

"You don't understand." Lu Huai'an smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Don't you think it's interesting that they have to bow their heads to me when they look at me very uncomfortable?"

What is the name of that sentence behind?

I just like the way you don't like me and can't get rid of me.

He's more than that, not only can't kill him, but he has to do things for him.

Sun Hua nodded thoughtfully: "That's true."

Just as he was talking, Shen Maoshi drove out the tractor: "The car just came back! Ang Ge Xiaoyun, get in the car, let's go back to the city together."

Shen Ruyun was quite strange: "Didn't you say you're tired, you want to sleep with home for a few days? What are you going to do in the city?"

"I asked, you don't need to deliver food or food tomorrow, you can take a day off." Shen Maoshi chuckled: "I want to go see my master."

The old man was quite stubborn. Even though the village was full of his houses, he refused to live here.

He was alone in a small adobe room outside the warehouse. It was pitch-dark, with no decent furniture, a desk and a bed. I don't know what he did with the rent.

"He likes to eat the dishes I make. I'll give him a few good meals in the past!"

Although Old Man Song did not let him call him Master, he still respected him as Master!

Lu Huai'an agreed, and Shen Ruyun nodded, "That's why we should go and see more."

As I get older, all kinds of problems have come, so I should visit from time to time.

The rumbling was so loud that Shen Maoshi didn't hear them, so he put them in front of the door and went away excitedly.

Said he was going to buy fish and meat for cooking.

Shen Ruyun and Lu Huai'an opened the door, and the room was clean.

"I only cleaned it yesterday. It was Cui Er who told me in the morning that you were back, and I rushed over there."

Cui Er?

"He still has such a good heart."

"Yeah." Shen Ruyun said it was also very strange: "I've seen him twice in the village, but he was very polite to me."

Lu Huai'an glanced at her and could probably guess the reason.

Probably because of reading. Although many people are reluctant to read these days, they actually yearn for reading in their hearts.

Especially Cui Er, who came out at a young age and didn't know two big characters, always had a kind of sincere reverence for scholars.

"By the way, Teacher Li said this is for you." Shen Ruyun took out two books from her schoolbag.

Lu Huai'an took it over in confusion, still a little confused: "What?"

Open it and take a look.

Good guy! One language and one mathematics.

"What is this for?"

Shen Ruyun looked at his dazed look, and burst into joy: "You forgot?"

Forgot what?

Seeing that he really didn't remember, Shen Ruyun pushed him and reminded him: "I said last time, if I do well in the test, the school promises to let you study there."

Afraid that he would not agree, she hurriedly said, "You don't have to go to class every day! You can usually study at home, as long as you arrive at the exam time."

Lu Huai'an gave her a sideways glance, and said nothing.

The language is not bad. He has never eaten pork, and he has seen pigs run.

In the past, he didn't have any hobbies, he just liked watching TV, yes, anti-Japanese dramas.

Later, I felt bored, so I read some newspapers or something.

This habit has continued to this day. After reading the newspapers over the years, I have passed the language test.

It's just math...

Seeing that he didn't object, Shen Ruyun smiled happily: "Ms. Li also told me that, after all, you haven't been in touch for a long time, so you can start with the basic questions first, and I'll make up for you, it should be no problem."

Basic elementary and junior high school mathematics knowledge is not complicated, the key is to be able to draw inferences from one case.

"Also, if you don't go to the competition, the topic won't be very complicated."

Lu Huai'an turned two pages and found that he seemed to be able to do it after thinking about it.

He doesn't even have a primary school diploma now. With the name of a garment factory, the confidence in his heart comes from his control over the overall situation.

But what about the future?

Not to mention, Gong Hao is a bit of a real person. If he can't hold him back, he will probably turn back as Uncle Qian said.

Graduating from junior high school... Well, I really want to do it. No matter what, I have to get a high school diploma.

Anyway, if he doesn't have to go to school, as long as he doesn't delay things, he doesn't dislike reading.

"Has Mr. Li gone back?"

Shen Ruyun was stunned and shook her head: "No, but he has been buying books recently and wants to take them back."

It is estimated that he will not leave until the results come out.

Lu Huaian tapped his finger on the table and smiled: "Let's go, let's talk to him."

"Huh?" Shen Ruyun was dragged away with a blank face and asked, "Why are you looking for him?"

Does he not want to study?

Li Peilin also thinks so, UU reading www.uukanshu. When com saw them coming, he pressed his forehead: "Of course, Comrade Lu, you have already entered the society. I understand that you want you to calm down and read, and I also know that it is difficult for you, but this is really my It's the best condition you can get."

"Oh, no, it's not that I don't want to read." Lu Huai'an pulled out the chair and sat down opposite him: "Mr. Li, I came here to discuss with you about this donation."

Donate?

Li Peilin looked at him suspiciously and didn't understand: "What to donate?"

"Schoolbag!" Knowing that he cares about the school, Lu Huai'an put forward a particularly moving condition: "In that school, don't the children have schoolbags, so I donate it! Not only that, I donated together with paper, pen and paper, I personally name!"

Li Peilin has been worrying about books and pens for a while now. His salary is limited. If he buys books, he will not have enough paper and pens, and if he buys pen and paper, he will not be enough to buy books.

After all, with so many children, he couldn't favor one over the other.

Hearing Lu Huai'an's words, Li Peilin's eyes lit up.

But, Lu Huai'an was a businessman. Li Peilin was keenly aware of the pit inside and frowned, "Then, what are your conditions?"

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